Self-fulfilling Prophecy

I see you.

But do you see me?

And do I really see you?

Or do I see the you, you want me to see?

And do you see the me that I want you to see?

I want you to see me.

I’m begging you to see me.

But I fear that my fear is putting on a mask

And that you only see the me that I’m afraid/wanting you see.